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" OH for a lodge in some vast wilderness, Some boundless contiguity of shade, Where rumour of oppression and deceit, Of unsuccessful or successful war Might never reach me more ! My ear is pained, My soul is sick with every day's report Of wrong and outrage... "
Moral and sacred poetry, selected by T. Willcocks and T. Horton - Sayfa 228
Moral and sacred poetry tarafından - 1829
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The Evangelical Magazine, 5. cilt

1797 - 610 sayfa
...THE EQUITY OF DIVINE PROVIDENCE. ELL might the elegant and judicious Cowper fay, My ear is pain'd, My soul is sick with every day's report Of wrong and outrage with whifh earth is fill'd: For our world is the fcene of- univerfal oppreffion and in-, juftice. Let not...
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The Bee: A Selection of Poetry

1796 - 220 sayfa
...Of unfuccefsful and fuccefsful war, ^ Might never reach me more. My ear is pain'd, My foul is fick with every day's report Of wrong and outrage with which earth is fill'd. There is no flefh in man's obdurate henrt, It does not feel for man. The nat'ral bond Of brotherhood...
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Poems, 2. cilt

William Cowper - 1800 - 364 sayfa
...deceit, Of unfuccefsful or fuccefsful war, Might never reach me more. My ear is pain'd,i My foul is fick, with every day's report Of wrong and outrage with which earth is fill'd. There is no flefli in man's obdurate heart, It does not feel for man ; the nat'ral bond Of...
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Poems of Established Reputation: To Wit: 1st. The Art of Preserving Health

1802 - 302 sayfa
...oppression and deceit, Of unsuccessful or successful war, Might never reach me more. My ear is pain'd, 5 My soul is sick, with every day's report Of wrong and outrage, with which earth is fill'd. There is no flesh in man's obdurate heart, It does not feel for man ; the natural bond Of Brotherhood...
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Poems,

William Cowper - 1803 - 386 sayfa
...deceit, Of unfuccefsful or fuccefsful war, Might never reach me more. My ear is pained, My foul is fick, with every day's report Of wrong and outrage, with which earth is filled. There is no flefh in man's obdurate heart, It does not feel for man; the natural bond Of brotherhood is fevered...
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Poems, 2. cilt

William Cowper - 1805 - 366 sayfa
...deceit, Of unfuccefsful or fuccefsful war, Might never reach me more. My ear is pained, My foul is fick, with every day's report Of wrong and outrage, with which earth is filled. There is no flefh in man's obdurate heart, It does not feel for man ; the natural bond Of brotherhood is fevered...
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Poems, 2. cilt

William Cowper - 1805 - 376 sayfa
...deceit, Of unfuccefsful or fuccefsful war, Might never reach me more. My ear is pained, My foul is fick, with every day's report Of wrong and outrage, with which earth is filled. There is no flefh in man's obdurate heart, It does not feel for man ; the natural bond Of brotherhood is fevered...
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The Poetical Works of William Cowper: Of the Inner Temple, Esq, 2. cilt

William Cowper - 1806 - 234 sayfa
...Where rumour of oppression and deceit, Of unsuccessful or successful war, Might never reach me more. My ear is pained, My soul is sick, with every day's report...which earth is filled. There is no flesh in man's obdurate heart, It does not feel for man ; the natural bond Of brotherhood is severed as the flax,...
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Poems, 2. cilt

William Cowper - 1806 - 300 sayfa
...rumour of oppression and deceit, Of unsuccessful or successful war, Might never reach me more. My ear is My soul is sick, with every day's report Of wrong...which earth is filled. There is no flesh in man's obdurate heart, It does not feel for man; the natural bond Of brotherhood is severed as the flax, That...
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A Portraiture of Quakerism: As Taken from a View of the Moral ..., 3. cilt

Thomas Clarkson - 1806 - 480 sayfa
...oppression and deceit, Of unsuccessful or successful war, Might never reach me more ! My ear is pain'd, My soul is sick with every day's report Of wrong and outrage with which earth is fill'd — • Lands, intersected by a narrow frith, Abhor each other. Mountains interpos'd Make •...
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